Chen Jie directly transferred two hundred million yuan to Lin Mengjiao.
These matters were left to Lin Mengjiao to handle.
This two hundred million yuan was all earned from selling protective artifacts recently.
Following this, Chen Jie began to cultivate again.
This time, he intended to use the spirit stones within his storage ring for cultivation.
A day passed quickly.
During this day, Zhou Wei, leveraging his connections, swiftly acquired a pharmaceutical company on the verge of bankruptcy. He Yifei and her colleagues then began working at the new company.
Meanwhile, Lin Mengjiao transformed the spiritual liquid into pills, forming the company's first product.
The company was named Shengtian Company.
The pills were named Hundred Diseases Repellent Pills.
Concurrently, the protective artifacts were officially incorporated under Shengtian Company's product line. Zhou Wei was solely responsible for sales and client relations.
*Hoo!*
Chen Jie, seated cross-legged on the bed, exhaled a breath of turbid air.
A sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
Chen Jie couldn't help but wear a wry smile, feeling that breaking through again had become considerably more difficult.
It seemed that cultivating immortality was not simply a matter of having spiritual energy for unlimited, rapid advancement.
Despite this, with the aid of the spirit stones, he was only a single step away from reaching the seventh level of Qi Refining.
"Is Chen Jie here!"
Outside the villa, a youthful figure’s voice rang out loudly.
Chen Jie descended the stairs, and Lin Mengjiao had already opened the door.
The young man looked at Chen Jie and asked, "You are Chen Jie?"
"I am," Chen Jie replied calmly.
The young man cast a covetous glance at Lin Mengjiao beside Chen Jie.
With a flick of his wrist, he sent a piece of paper flying like an arrow towards Chen Jie.
Chen Jie caught it, and upon looking down, he saw an admission ticket with gold thread woven into it.
"This is the time and location of the Martial Arts Tournament hosted by our Martial Arts Association tomorrow. Our Association President has asked me to remind you to attend without fail, or face the consequences!" the young man declared proudly.
"I will be there. You can leave now," Chen Jie said indifferently.
The young man grumbled, "You're quite arrogant. Tomorrow, I hope you walk out of the tournament alive! Also, a reminder, the Martial Arts Tournament is a classified project of our association. Do not spread it around! If it causes a public stir, you will be held accountable."
Lin Mengjiao interjected sharply, "Aren't you afraid of being defeated by my master and losing face? Don't worry, defeating you is child's play! We have no desire to boast about such things!"
"Pfft, little sister, you speak so boldly, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue! Looking forward to tomorrow. If you come along, I'll personally get on stage and toy with you!"
The young man, far from being angered by the sarcasm from such a beautiful woman, seemed quite pleased. With a hearty laugh, he then departed.
The Martial Arts Tournament would undoubtedly involve bloodshed.
It was understandable that such matters were not to be made public, and thus, ordinary people were not to be informed.
After a moment of contemplation, Chen Jie said to Lin Mengjiao, "Tomorrow, you will accompany me. It will be a good opportunity to hone your abilities."
"Go, call Zhou Wei over! I have other plans. And Yi Zhentian and Zhou Shu."
"Yes, Master."
Although it was already night, Yi Zhentian and Zhou Shu rushed to Chen Jie's location without hesitation.
After a round of secret discussions, they all departed with satisfaction.
Martial Arts Association Headquarters.
Yin Chuji had been hosted by the Martial Arts Association for the past few days.
Fang Rong and Yin Chuji were of the same age group and thus found much in common, their personal relationship having deepened over these days.
Currently, the two were soaking in a swimming pool, attended by two beautiful women.
"Young Master Yin, that Chen Jie's strength is considerable. Do you have confidence in killing him?" Fang Rong asked.
"Considerable? Hmph, this time I've brought an ultimate expert from my Yin family, Xu Fu! No matter how considerable he is, can he be compared to a Heavenly rank expert?"
Yin Chuji clenched his fist and declared, "This time, I will have him carried out."
"That would be excellent. Brother Yin, our Martial Arts Association has helped you, and you must help us once as well!" Fang Rong seized the opportunity to say.
"Oh? How so?" Yin Chuji inquired.
"My father won't be in the President's position for many more years. Before that, he wants to find a reason to build my reputation. This time, I hope you will merely cripple Chen Jie. When it comes to taking his life, I will personally make the move!" Fang Rong stated.
"Hahaha… We are brothers who have shared hardships. I will certainly help with this. It's a trivial matter!"
…
Jiang Xue was also aware that Chen Jie was to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament.
With tomorrow being the scheduled date, she had yet to receive any news from Chen Jie.
She had initially assumed Chen Jie was lying low in the provincial capital. After calling him, she discovered he had already returned home.
"Damn it! You're back, and you didn't even tell me?" Jiang Xue clenched her fist, her voice filled with indignation.
"If it weren't for Xiao Yan's sake, and if it weren't for my father's sake, I wouldn't care about you at all!"
After a long sigh, she took out her phone and dialed Wang Xiao Yan.
"Xiao Yan, I need an admission ticket to the Martial Arts Tournament!"
Given Wang Xiao Yan's influence in the provincial capital, obtaining a ticket was not an issue.
After hanging up the phone, a cold smile appeared on Jiang Xue's face. "Chen Jie, you didn't want me to go with you, but I will go and see regardless! It seems that in the end, you will still need my help!"
With that thought, she posted a bounty notice on a computer webpage.
…
The next day, driven by Lin Mengjiao, the two set off for the location of the Martial Arts Tournament.
Before long, they arrived in front of a nightclub on the outskirts of the city.
Their destination, of course, was not the nightclub itself.
But rather, the Martial Arts Tournament located about thirty meters below it.
"Master, let's go in," Lin Mengjiao said, holding the admission ticket and presenting it to the guards.
Even the guards were Yellow rank martial artists.
After glancing at the admission ticket, the guard nodded and gestured for them to proceed.
Subsequently, the two took an elevator down.
It took about ten seconds before the elevator finally stopped.
They looked around, their eyes filled with astonishment.
The location of the Martial Arts Tournament was truly magnificent.
They were now approximately thirty meters underground, looking up at a ceiling painted to resemble the sky.
The ground area spanned nearly ten thousand square meters.
"I never expected the Martial Arts Association to undertake such a massive project," Lin Mengjiao marveled.
Chen Jie shook his head. "It's all just a show of prestige."
The vast venue was divided into an outer and an inner area.
The inner area was the actual combat arena, while the outer area housed stalls selling various items, medical service booths, and vendors selling cold weapons.
It was exceptionally lively.
"Chen Jie!" At this moment, a shout caught Chen Jie's attention.
Turning his head, he saw Jiang Xue standing not far away, dressed in trousers and a long-sleeved shirt, observing him.